Chapter 12:

Someone To Talk Too

Previously:

"Your not very subtle, are you?" That was all he needed to say to send me mentally kicking myself in the face. Damn it!

"You know, your a lot more talkative than I thought you would be." I countered.

"Kami, do you know how astronomy works?" I was in the the kitchen alone preparing dinner when Pein walked in. Tonight's meal Spaghetti. Pretty simple since the entire cooking process is a waiting game.

"Nahhh, not really I don't pay much attention to horoscopes."

"No, not astrology. Astronomy, the study of stars and planets."

"Oh,ah,...no not really, why?"

"You informed me earlier that your parents will be here in another month's time and then told me the date November 9th. According to the stars, it appears to be the beginning of November." I thought it was pretty cool that he could tell the months just by looking at the stars. But it made sense why,since they relied on the stars back in his world to know the dates, since walking around with a calendar would be odd. But I knew he was wrong because if it was November, then I would have missed Halloween. And I never miss the one day of the year to dress in skimpy outfits. Not to mention the Playboy Mansion threw their annual Halloween Party which was always amazing.

"Well, I think the stars maybe lieing to you Pein, cause there is no way-"

"The stars are fixed objects in the sky,that have remained the same for thousands of years." His voice raised slightly, as he interrupted me. But I knew a quick and easy way to settle this dispute, I pulled my phone out from my bra and pressed the power button, displaying the date and time. My jaw dropped.

"What is it?"Pein asked, seeing my expression.

"My phone says that its November 1st." How could I have missed Halloween! I tapped in my password and swiped to the next screen that had the full calendar. "Next Saturday is November 9th." I spoke low but Pein heard.

"I know." He said as he vanished behind the kitchen doors. Shortly after Itachi entered and sat on one of the high chairs around the island where I worked.

"So I learned few interesting facts about you,would you like for me to tell you?" He folded his elbows on the counter and leaned in towards me.

"I think I already know one." Peeper.

"You think, but you don't know."

"Fine, tell me." I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth.

"You preferred to be home alone than with your family because you dislike hot climate."

I nodded and he went on, "You wake up late in the day because you hate the morning sun,"

I laughed at that, "True."

"Your also not discrete and have wondering eyes," I froze as I placed the hard noodles into the boiling pot. "Am I accurate?" He questioned.

"The last is not true!" I denied. I will never admit to him that I was checking him out. "Why do you feel the need to bother me all the time now,huh?" I loved having him around me, but I was on the defense, I didn't want him knowing that I was completely into him.

"Then I apologize for bothering you," His eyes where locked to the floor, his voice was slow and laced with pain, "It's just nice being able to be myself around someone without the facade." I could feel my stomach dropped as he said that. I felt horrible, He probably hasn't been able to be himself since the massacre...8 years ago. He let go of any feelings he held, end bonds, and any ounce of personality that was the true him. He got up from the stool, and I ran over and grabbed him from behind before he was able to go completely.

"Wait, please don't leave. I'm sorry. I was just embarrassed and awkward by the fact that you caught me ah... looking at you."

He chuckled, it sounded so beautiful. "Is that how you want to phrase it?" My face went hot as heat burned from within. Oh great, some more hot flashes. The scent of his cologne didn't seem to help either. He pulled away from my embrace and turned to face me. He was close... very close. He was looking down at me with his dark eyes. I just realized how much I had to tilt my head up just to look him in the eyes. Was he always this tall?

"If it makes you feel better," He spoke moving away from me as he slowly drifted to the door, "I didn't mind you looking at me." Why did he have to say that? His words only increased the temperature of the heat inside my body, making me feel as though I was on fire.

Why did he have to say that? I repeated in my head as I returned to the stove. Why?...

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